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”You mean, your mission being revealed?”

”I was really ordered to come, but my whereabouts were to be kept top secret. Everyone should think that I am now in my home in the desert to herd sheep, but unfortunately, on the way here, I actually encountered the world's most wanted black musician. The most terrible thing was that he was the one from the School of Modifications, which counters me the most. I was not able to use my full abilities.

”So, I suspected that before I received the Master's letter, that order had been leaked out. And, I doubted a more troublesome thing.”

”Oh?”

”I might not have gotten rid of the Rain Artist.” Wolf Flute was still laughing but his eyes narrowed coldly. ”Maybe he followed behind me, and now is hidden in a little town far away enough that there is no help there. But I…I don't even have any strength to catch a chicken.”

Father Bann was shocked.

For a moment, the room was full of silence.

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Under the noon sunshine, Ye Qingxuan walked out of the church alone.

Hot sunshine mixed with the smell of salty ocean waves. He squinted his eyes at the sun, feeling the sunshine disperse the coldness in his body, but he still felt no strength.

Like falling from the abyss and staring at the darkness under his feet, he felt so weak.

”You have no talent...” he whispered as if he had told this to himself.

The finger with the ring flashed with pain. He pressed his finger and tried to hold in the pain. It seemed like it vanished cunningly, as if it had gotten into his bones and left the same illusion.

”Oh, talent.”

He scratched his head and sat tiredly on the base of the saints. At this time, he suddenly wanted to chat with Victor. If Victor was here, at least the two could go together to make some trouble, or do something crazy. Perhaps doing something stupid could not solve any problems, but at least it would make him feel better.

Now, he could not even find his friend when he was sad, which made him feel so lonely.

But soon, Ye Qingxuan found something that made him feel even more uneasy--Victor was missing.

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It was the afternoon when Ye Qingxuan heard the news that someone attacked the Thomas family's brother Martin, breaking his hands.

He searched every place in town, but did not find a trace of Victor. The workers on the dock said that they had seen him the night before, but he disappeared after he and a few other people went to the bathroom.

The tramps and the orphans did not see Victor back in the town's broken house where they gathered. He was not found anywhere they used to be together.

At first, Ye Qingxuan suspected the Thomas brothers' revenge. He even risked stalking them outside of their house, only to find that the three brothers stayed at home nicely. The father roared at the defeated guards, ordering them to put the d*mn little kid into the prison.

He did not know where Victor was hiding, and even the garrison couldn't find him.

The town of Lute was not a big place. For a street kid, it was an even smaller place to hide.

Since the night before, no one had seen him, and no one cared about where the little thief was.

Where was Victor?

After running around for an entire afternoon, Ye Qingxuan tried to catch his breath, squatting on the ground. He looked around at a loss, and then started to curse.

But when he saw a creature walking calmly towards him in the distance, his eyes suddenly lit up.

”Looking for someone really depends on you!” He rushed to hold the big yellow dog that wandered around every day. ”Old Phil, please help!”

”Arf.”

In his arms, the dirty old dog gazed at him, puzzled. It stuck out its slobbering tongue and licked its forepaws, and then put the front claw on Ye Qingxuan's shoulder. This was probably Old Phil's most special, comforting action. The whole process was so smooth like flowing water, but also had a trace of elegance, like a king canonizing a knight. There was no other dog that could imitate that.

”Hey buddy, this is all on you!” Ye Qingxuan shook Old Phil. ”Go and find Victor!”

Old Phil was not happy with this. Its tail swatted at him, indicating that it was upset that Yezi had put him down. It then squatted on the ground, sticking his tongue out and showing no interest. The dog looked at Ye Qingxuan full of disdain.

”Do not be angry!” Ye Qingxuan squatted and rubbed its head. ”I saved some sausage for you from last night!”

Upon hearing what he was saying, Old Phil sneezed. Its eyes became pleasant. Then it turned and used its tail to slap him twice to punish him for daring to rub its head ”disrespectfully.” It lowered its head, sniffed around, and began to run.

First, Old Phil circled around the whole town, and sniffed around the broken house in the east of the town, then went straight to the south.

Ye Qingxuan followed Old Phil, passing the pier, passing the back door of the church, and passing the backyard of the Town Master's house. Old Phil was still running forward...

And they were almost out of town.